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Could I send in a request for Elle Greenaway with a fem!reader who is a dog trainer and has her own dogs. She introduces her rescue pup who’s known for being super scared and sometimes reactive to Elle and the pup immediately loves her!

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༉‧´ˎ˗ paring; elle greenaway x fem!dogtrainer!reader ༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; mention of the reader knowing Spanish, it says fem!reader as asked for in the request, but it can be read as gender neutral too! ༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; my first elle request!! this is such a cute idea, thanks for sending it in! i hope you like it and it’s not too bad <3 ༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.7k

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Shortly after Elle had become an official member of the team, she got to know Morgan better, and through him met you. You were his cousin who was new to the area, and he insisted that she should get to know you. The two of you shared similar interests and traits in common, such as your drive, you both enjoyed cooking, and spoke Spanish among other similarities. You didn’t work for the government like your cousin, but instead were in a career you were particularly passionate about, dog training.

You were on a call with Elle one night, your cell pressed between your shoulder and ear as you were cutting up some vegetables to put in your meal. She wasn’t for it at first – talking on the phone for a long period of time – but you two hit it off right off the bat, leading you to becoming fast friends, and so she exempted you. You needed someone to talk in your ear as you cooked your lunch so you didn’t feel so alone, and she had some free time to do so, which was atypical for someone with a busy schedule like her.

Though your original intent was for her to talk to you and keep you company, you ended up being the one dominating the conversation. It was just that you had so much to say. After a while of going back and forth over a recollection of your outing a few days prior, you eventually reached the topic of your work again, namely the new pup you’ve rescued. It had been a recurring conversation between you for over a week, and she was eager to learn more about him.

“Yeah, he’s a pretty shy pup,” you sighed, setting the knife down. You leaned against the counter, phone clutched in your hand. “No, I’m not letting you toughen him up, I don’t even know what that means!” You laughed at her joking tone, shaking your head as you moved to put the veggies in the pot you have simmering on the stove.

“You’re sure I can’t be of help? I’ve seriously got nothing better to do.” She was serious, the boredom was killing her.

“Well, I suppose you could try? I can send you my address. He’s a real sweetheart, he’s just a bit timid. I’m working on it,” you say with humor, already pulling up the messaging app.

…

She arrived not an hour later, donning a smug smile on her face.

“Where the little man at, hm?”

She was clearly imitating Morgan - poorly at that. You just huffed, rolling your eyes playfully, opening the door wider to let her in.

“He’s been napping.” You responded, leading her through your apartment to the living room where your rescue lay, napping peacefully in his dog bed. It wasn’t actually his, instead it was one he was now sharing with your other dog.

Elle knelt down slowly, careful as she brushed back the fur from his eyes. She pouted as she caught a glimpse of his resting face, too cute. He opened his eyes, apparently being awoken by the petting. Usually he was nervous under one’s gaze, but this time he seemed relaxed. He made little groaning noises, signaling he quite liked the affection. You giggled, finding him utterly adorable, moving your hand down to lightly scratch his ear.

Bowie, the dog, eventually decided he was ready to get up and see the face of the woman who woke him, shaking himself as he got up. He turned to face her, before jumping into her welcoming arms, accepting each little ruffle she gave to his fur.

It’s like a flip switched in Bowie’s brain when around Elle. You weren’t sure why, but you were ecstatic to see him coming out of his shell.

“What are you, the dog whisperer? I’ve had him at home for a whole week and he hasn’t acted this joyous in that whole time!” You smiled, laughing as you watched the dog start licking at Elle’s face. This, she wasn’t the biggest fan off, but she can’t not admit that it’s a sweet gesture coming from this dog.

When he was done with her, he waddled over to you, beginning to lick your cheek, almost like it’s payback for laughing at Elle.

“Hah, problem fixed!” She chuckled, pointing at you as wiped drool off your face, the eager pup still jumping all over you.

“There was no problem fixed, I just think he loves you. I’m getting his slobbery seconds.”

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